I’m Going to Poundland Songtext
von The Lancashire Hotpots

Well my wife has that female disease
She thinks that money grows on trees
She never stops to think who pays the bills (pays the bills)
She might love them but I hate those
Posh supermarkets like the Waitrose
I need cheaper shops to get my thrills
Oh my wife her Royal Highness
She likes her Tesco finest
But my bank account don′t like her fancy ways (don't like her ways)
As I sit here proper brassic
I thought I′d write myself a classic
About the store I've found where shopping really pays

I'm going to Poundland (he′s going to Poundland)
It′s the best shop in the land
I'm going to Poundland (he′s going to Poundland)
Won't you understand
Don′t shop at those posh stores
It doesn't make sense
Coz nothing you buy costs more than 100 pence


Her indoors, she lives beyond our means
I can just afford a tin o′ beans
Yet she wants Marks & Sparkses every day
She needs to stop it, needs to get a grip
I need to take a shopping trip
To the best value store around our way
And they're on your street they're on my street
They′re on each and every high street
They make shopping so much fun for you and me
I have never felt more alive-a
You don′t spend more than a fiver
Let me tell you cockers where's the place to be

I′m going to Poundland (he's going to Poundland)
It′s the best shop in the land
I'm going to Poundland (he′s going to Poundland)
Won't you understand
Don't shop at those posh stores
It doesn′t make sense
Coz nothing you buy costs more than 100 pence

10 Double A batteries (Just a pound)
Some rubbish CDs (Just a pound)
50 wooden pegs (Just a pound)
3 Cadbury′s creme eggs (Just a pound)
A slotted spoon (Just a pound)
A big pack of Balloons (Just a pound)
A cleaning mitt (Just a pound)
A nasal hair removal kit


I'm going to Poundland (he′s going to Poundland)
It's the best shop in the land
I′m going to Poundland (he's going to Poundland)
Won′t you understand
Don't shop at those posh stores
It doesn't make sense
Coz nothing you buy costs more than 100 pence!